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Summary: The new rookie slowly becomes the on grid child of the Iceman.

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As the newest and youngest member of the Formula 1 grid, I, Y/N, stood beside my race car, inhaling the mixed scents of burnt rubber and high-octane fuel. The roar of the engines filled the air with palpable anticipation.

I glanced around, absorbing the vibrant spectacle, the excited chatter of fans blending with the mechanical symphony of the pit lane. Yet, amidst all the noise and excitement, there lingered a silence in my heart—a void left by a father who walked away from our family when I was just a child.

Growing up, it was just my mom and me. She was my rock, cheering me on from karting races to junior championships. Despite her unending support, there was always a part of me that felt incomplete. I had a father, but I never really had a dad.

It was during my first official test as an F1 driver that I met Kimi Raikkonen. Known as the 'Iceman' for his cool demeanor on track, Kimi was a veteran of the sport, admired by many for his straightforward attitude and racing prowess. As I struggled with the complexities of handling my F1 car, Kimi noticed me.

"Remember, it's all about balance and knowing your limits," he advised one afternoon as he watched me analyze some telemetry data that looked more like a cryptic puzzle.

I nodded, feeling somewhat star-struck. "Thanks, Kimi. It's just a lot to take in all at once."

"You’ll get there. It takes time," he replied, his voice carrying a calming assurance.

After that initial moment of guidance at my first test session, Kimi’s role in my life began to deepen progressively. It wasn’t just about racing anymore; it was about finding a connection that spanned beyond the track.

Over the next few races, Kimi became a mentor and a friend. His advice was always practical, his presence reassuring. Somehow, he began to fill a gap I hadn't realized was so profound.

As the season progressed, Kimi taught me about resilience, about facing the media, and handling the pressures that came with the sport. His family occasionally visited the races, and I saw the loving father he was to his own children. It was in those moments I felt both a sense of warmth and a twinge of envy.

One evening, after a particularly grueling race in Monaco where I had spun out, Kimi found me sitting alone by the paddock, my head in my hands.

"Want to talk about it?" he asked, sitting beside me.

"It's just... sometimes I wonder if I’m cut out for this," I confessed. "I miss having someone to look up to. Someone who's there, you know?"

Kimi looked out into the distance before speaking. "I may not know all about your personal life, but on this track, you're never really alone. We’re a team. And if you ever need a bit of that... fatherly advice, I’m here."

His words were a salve to my bruised confidence.

A pivotal moment came mid-season during a particularly challenging weekend at the British Grand Prix. The weather was unpredictable, and so was my confidence in handling the car under such variable conditions. After a disheartening practice session, Kimi invited me to debrief over coffee, away from the bustling energy of the team garages.

As we sat down in the quiet of the motorhome, Kimi shared stories from his early days—mistakes he'd made and lessons he’d learned. "It's not just about fighting the car," he explained, "but cooperating with it, understanding it like a dance partner." His anecdotes were not only instructive but also peppered with his dry humor, making the lessons stick in a way that technical debriefs often didn't.

As the season progressed, our mentor-mentee relationship started to feel more like a friendship. Kimi invited me to join him and his family for dinner during a race weekend in Monaco. Sitting with his family, sharing laughs, and stories, I felt an inclusion that went beyond my expectations. His wife was warm and welcoming, treating me like a guest of honor, while his children eyed me with curiosity and shy smiles.

Our bond continued to strengthen as we faced various challenges together. During one stressful race in Singapore, where the heat and humidity tested every driver’s endurance, Kimi and I found ourselves fighting for podium positions. Post-race, exhausted yet exhilarated, we shared a long cooldown lap, discussing our individual races and the intense final laps.

“I saw you holding off Carlos behind you,” Kimi said, a note of respect in his voice. “You’re getting stronger every race.”

Hearing such words from Kimi wasn’t just a compliment; it was a form of validation from someone who had seen it all in the world of Formula 1.

Seasons changed, and my career in F1 began to flourish. With Kimi’s guidance, I improved not just my driving, but my understanding of the technical aspects of racing. His presence at critical moments of decision-making became something I relied on more than I had expected.

His mentoring had transcended the cockpit of a race car. Kimi had become a steadfast part of my life—a constant in a world marked by speed and change. Our bond, forged in the fast lanes, was built to last a lifetime, proving that sometimes, family finds you in the most unexpected places.

It was during a pre-race event that a journalist unexpectedly asked about my family. "I understand your father isn’t in the picture. How has that influenced you?"

I paused, looking over at Kimi who was signing autographs nearby, laughing with a young fan. Turning back to the journalist, I smiled.

"I grew up without a dad, that’s true. But I’ve found guidance, strength, and a bit of family right here in the paddock. Kimi’s been a great mentor and a father figure to me."

The racing season was nearing its end, and rumors about Kimi Raikkonen's retirement had been swirling in the paddock for weeks. However, nothing could have prepared me for the moment he confirmed it. We were in the team's motorhome when he gently broke the news to me personally.

"I think it's time for me to step back," Kimi said, his voice steady but his eyes revealing a hint of sadness. "Spend more time with my family, you know?"

I nodded mechanically, trying to process the information, but a storm of emotions was brewing inside me. As he continued to explain his decision, a sense of abandonment enveloped me, growing stronger and darker. It was as if history was repeating itself; just when I thought I had found a figure of stability and support, he was leaving.

"Kimi, you can’t leave," I blurted out, the words laced with a mix of desperation and anger. "You’re just like him—just like my father. You're walking away when I need you most!"

Kimi looked taken aback, his face softening. "Y/N, come here," he said, motioning for me to sit beside him. Hesitantly, I moved closer, trying to hold back tears that were threatening to spill.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Listen, I know this might feel like I’m abandoning you, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I'm not leaving your life—I’m just leaving the grid."

The dam broke, and tears streamed down my face. "It just feels like everyone I depend on leaves eventually," I confessed, the pain of past and present mingling together.

Kimi wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into a reassuring hug. "Y/N, I’m not your father. I won’t just disappear. I promised to be there for you, and I intend to keep that promise. You’re part of my family now, and that doesn’t end with retirement. You'll always have a place with us, at our table, in our home. Anytime."

His words, genuine and firm, slowly seeped into my heart, easing the ache with the warmth of his assurance. "You mean that?" I asked, looking up at him.

"I do," he confirmed with a nod. "And hey, I'll be around. I’ll come to races when I can. And you’ll always be able to call me, anytime you need—about racing, or about life. Anything.”

As Kimi’s retirement neared, our interactions became tinged with a sense of urgency, each moment feeling more significant. One late afternoon in Italy, Kimi and I took a walk around the track, discussing life beyond racing.

“What worries you about all this ending?” I asked, curious about his thoughts on leaving the world he’d known for so long.

“It’s a big change, sure,” he admitted. “But life’s about phases. You end one chapter and start another. And remember, leaving F1 doesn’t mean disappearing. We’re family now, Y/N. That doesn’t end with retirement.”

His words were comforting, especially as I grappled with my own fears of abandonment. Seeing how he approached his transition with a mix of realism and optimism helped me understand that endings were also beginnings.

As we continued walking, the setting sun cast long shadows on the track, and Kimi stopped to look out over the circuit. “Every turn on this track has a story,” he mused. “Just like every phase in life. Make sure you live them fully, no matter the challenge.”

The conversation lightened my heart and cemented a new kind of bond between us. Kimi’s retirement race came, As Kimi drove his final lap, the crowds cheers felt like a celebration of more than just his career. It was a tribute to the enduring nature of chosen family, to the unbreakable ties that we had formed.

I felt a surge of gratitude. I might have lost a father early in life, but in this world of high speeds and fierce competition, I had gained something invaluable—a family on the track and a father figure who taught me more than just how to drive.

As the fireworks painted the sky, I realized that family isn't always defined by blood, but by the bonds we create and the promises we keep. Kimi had shown me that no matter the distance, those bonds can withstand more than we sometimes believe possible.

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You were Kimi’s sunshine even if you didn’t know it but he did. Kimi swore that you were an angel sent down from the heavens just for him. The only problem was that you didn’t seem to give Kimi the time of day or night. He was just a friend. Sure you gave him a sweet smile and said hello every time you saw him but that still wasn’t enough for the vampire.

He needed to be sure that you were his and only his even if that meant scaring away anyone who threatened to take what was his. Kimi would do anything to keep you safe from anyone who wasn’t him and that meant changing you. Which was a last ditch effort if he was desperate and he wasn’t…yet.

Even though he was already so sure that you were his, Kimi had a deep fear that you would be taken away by another. It didn’t matter that he was the strongest, fastest, smartest, sexiest, or the most powerful vampire. None of that mattered because he felt so sure that you would find a better man even though that man definitely did not exist. It was irrational and a bit crazy to think about. You were Kimi’s and he was damn sure going to make sure it stayed that way.

Kimis mind raced wondering how he would make sure you couldn’t leave him even if you tried. A deep fear of abandonment from the past was resurfacing and it was frightening. He’d been burned by his first love. He promised never to fall in love again because it would only cause him to be hurt in the end. But then he saw you.

With your beautiful smile, your sunshine-like aura, your personality that shined from the inside out, you were everything that he didn’t believe was possible.

Kimi had never experienced a love like this before. It was unlike anything he’s ever felt. It was more than romantic, it was almost obsessive and he felt like he needed you in his life in order to survive. It wasn’t just that he wanted to be with you. He NEEDS to be with you. It was a feeling that he didn’t know how to describe but it was all consuming

So yes, Kimi was ready to do anything to keep you to yourself even if that meant changing you…

…even though he was actually falling in love with the human version of you. It sounds crazy, right? Because it is. All his life he’s hated his past love for how horribly that ended. And now here he was, falling in love all over again. This love felt different. You were different. He was willing to do anything to be with you, including changing you. Because in the end, if it meant that you would stay with him forever, anything was worth it.

So now Kimi’s mind was made up. It’s either he changed you or he’d lose you. If that meant being a vampire, then so be it. All the fears that he had with his first love surfaced and all the feelings that he thought he buried would soon come to the forefront again.

In the end, there was only one option. To finally put these past demons to bed once and for all. After years and years of heartbreak and abandonment, he couldn’t handle any more.

So Kimi finally made his choice and he made his way to your apartment. He didn’t go in right away, he stayed in the shadows where he could see perfectly into your apartment.

As he stood in the shadows he saw something that made him furious. He saw you laughing with some guy and giving him a kiss before he would leave for the night.

Kimi wanted to kill him for touching what was his. And that was the final straw. This was exactly the moment that he feared the most. He didn’t wanna admit it but deep down he knew that once you found someone else, he would lose you forever.

Kimi was furious and couldn’t handle the feelings that were boiling inside him anymore. The fear. The love. The hate. The anger. All of it was boiling inside him like a pot waiting to take over. And that’s exactly what happened because in a matter of seconds…

Kimi pounced on the man that you were talking to and before he knew it, he had him by the throat. All of those feelings that were boiling over inside of him had taken over and all he could think about was making sure this man never touched you again. The man was terrified, obviously, when he realized that a vampire had taken him by the throat. He tried to do what he could to fight Kimis grip off of him but it was useless. Kimi was much stronger than any human could possibly be. Especially since he was undead.

The man was gasping for air as Kimi had him by his throat and he desperately tried anything to get that grip off. His life was flashing before his eyes and he thought that this was the end. That it was over for him. Kimi’s grip was becoming more and more intense as his anger and rage got the best of him. The man was helpless in the grips of the vampire and was doing everything he could to fight for his life but he knew his fate was sealed.

The man just managed to get out a few wheezing words “p…lease l…et m…me go!” before he stopped thrashing around. Kimi tightened his grip even more and the man could see the whites of Kimis eyes before everything went black and he fell unconscious.

Kimi went up to your apartment and knocked on the door and waited for you to answer.

When you did answer he was met with the same sweet smile that he craved to keep for himself.

“Oh my god when did you get back into town?” You asked giving him a hug.

Kimi stood there, still fuming at the sight of another man with you. The anger still coursed through his veins. What if you were in love with this man instead of him? What if you decided that you wanted someone else? The thought of it made his blood boil.

“I just got back. I thought I’d stop by and see you, ” Kimi replied in a tight and stiff voice.

“You look a little mad… did something happen?” you asked in your usual, sweet and gentle tone.

“It’s nothing. I just saw something that bothered me. But it doesn’t matter, ” Kimi replied, trying to hide just how mad he actually was.

“What did you see?” you asked, tilting your head to the side a bit.

“I don’t really wanna talk about it. It’s nothing important. Really, “ Kimi said, avoiding eye contact as he looked away for a moment.

“Okay, “ you said with a curious look on your face. Kimi could tell that you were wondering what could possibly be bothering him. After all, it must have been something pretty serious for him to be in such a bad mood.

“Can I at least come in?” he asked, still avoiding eye contact.

“Of course, ” you said warmly as you opened up the door to let him in. Kimi walked inside and took a deep breath as he did so. There were so many thoughts running through his head right now. He couldn’t even think straight.

“Can I get you anything?” you asked, looking over to Kimi with that same sweet smile.

“No… I’m fine,” Kimi said shortly and still avoiding eye contact. This was not an easy conversation to have but he had to have it.

You sensed the tension building and you weren’t sure why. Usually, Kimi would be more open with you. But this time, he seemed distant and shut off. You wondered if something was really going on with him or if he was just in one of those moods.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” you asked again, genuinely worried about him.

“Yeah… it’s nothing important. Just a bad day at work, ” Kimi lied to you in a poor attempt to hide his real feelings.

“It was now or never” Kimi thought to himself.

That was it. It was now or never. Kimi wasn’t gonna let you go. Not this time. And not without a fight.

Everything hurt and you were stiff. The last thing you remember was that Kimi was at your apartment and he seemed angry about something with you.

The next thing you knew, you were in your bed and your body was filled with pain. Your back hurt, your ribs were screaming and your neck was so stiff it was hard to move your head.

You tried to open your eyes but they felt like they were being weighed down by a ton of bricks. Finally, you managed to force them open enough to see that it was daytime now.

Your mind was still cloudy but there was one thought that was clear: Kimi. You had no idea how you got here but you just knew that it had something to do with him. You tried moving but every time you did you winced in pain. It felt like your whole body was bruised.

“You’re awake” you heard Kimi say from across the room. You could see that you weren’t in your apartment anymore.

Your eyes darted over to the source of the voice but there was still so much haze and you couldn’t seem to focus clearly. For a moment, you thought you were still dreaming.

“Kimi?” you managed to croak out from your dry and sore throat.

“Yes, it’s me,” Kimi replied, moving closer to you. You winced as you tried to move your head. Suddenly, you noticed that you weren’t in your apartment anymore. You were in a different place entirely and Kimi was standing over you.

“What did you do to me?” You asked

“It’s not important,” he said in a cold and harsh tone.

You stared at him for a moment. Everything was still hazy but one thing was clear, his attitude had completely changed. He seemed cold and distant when he used to be so warm and sweet.

“Where am I?” you asked, trying to sit up but the pain was too much for you.

“You’re in my home. And trust me, it’s where you should be,” he said, looking at you with a cold look on his face.

You shivered from the way he was looking at you. He used to look at you with nothing but love and affection but now he was looking at you like you were just some object that he wanted. Your fear started to rise as you realized that maybe this wasn’t the same person that was your friend.

“What?” You asked confused.

"I promise I'll always be with you but...you gave me no choice, I had to. I had to protect you from him. I'm sorry my love."

“Protect me from who, Kimi?” you asked with a mixture of fear and confusion in your voice.

The pieces were slowly starting to come together in your mind but the fear was still overwhelming you because something didn’t feel right. You were beginning to realize that whatever he did to you didn’t feel…normal.

“From anyone who isn’t me kultaseni” Kimi says

“But, I don’t understand…I wasn’t in danger, though? The guy that I was with was just…a friend,” you protested, feeling your fear turn into rage as you realized what he had made the choice to do.

“I saw you with that guy. You were laughing together like you were in love. I couldn’t let anyone else have you, not anyone,” Kimi says and for a moment, you see a flash of anger in his eyes.

“You can’t tell me that you don’t feel something for me angel because we both know that deep down you do” Kimi says.

“Of course, I have feelings for you. But that doesn’t mean that you get to do whatever you want with me,” you say angrily.

“Don’t you get it? You’re mine. Nobody else can have you besides me. I won’t let anyone else take you away from me. Do you understand?” Kimi says. His voice is still cold and harsh but there’s something else there. A possessive edge that you’ve never heard from him before.

“That doesn’t give you the right to do this,” you snap back at him. The fear is still in your heart because you know that you are basically at his mercy.

“It does in this case, angel,” he says and you see that flash of anger again. His tone has the edge of a threat but there’s also a layer of desperate desire underneath it. It’s almost like he’s trying to convince himself of what he’s saying.

“But, I never gave you permission,” you protest back at him. The rage is starting to simmer inside you. Even if you wanted to, you can’t even move.

“And I don’t need your permission. This is for your own good,” he says and you see the desperation in his eyes. It’s like he knows that he’s done something wrong but he's justified it in his head.

A few months have passed since Kimi kidnapped you. It took a few months for your walls to break down and let Kimi in. There was a tiny voice in the back of your mind that said keep fighting but you didn’t fight back. You need him as much as he needed you.

That’s how you found yourself here now with him kissing on your neck after you had begged him to feed from you.

The moment you felt his fangs sink into your jugular you tipped your head back even further and let out a whimper.

"Oh? You like it when I bite? Why didn't you say so sooner?" Kimi cooed, pulling away from your neck with a trickle of blood running down from the corner of his mouth.

You shiver from the sensation of his fangs sinking into your skin. The heat of his breath and the sweet taste of your blood send shivers down your spine. You moan softly as his teeth pierce your throat again and again, feeding from you.

It’s painful but the pain is also pleasurable in a way. Your body reacts to his every bite and moan you let out as the pleasure builds. You can’t believe that you’re enjoying this but you are. It’s like an addiction and he’s your drug of choice.

“Mmm..that's it baby moan for me and me only” Kimi says "I want to ruin you." He added

"Yes, please, do it!" You had begged

“I’ll ruin you until there’s no one else for you but me, ” he says, his fangs sinking deeper into your neck, leaving a trail of tiny wounds as he feeds from you.

Your body shakes from the intense sensations as the pleasure built within you. You feel like you’re being torn apart to all of your senses. The blood he’s drawing makes it feel like your mind is going to explode.

“I want to make you mine, completely and utterly. Nobody else will matter because it’ll just be us”

“Yes… only you, ” you moaned as Kimi’s bites drew more blood from you.

Every time his fangs pierced your skin, it felt like a jolt shot through your body. The pain was exquisite and pleasurable at the same time. You felt like you were being pulled in a million different directions at once.

All of these sensations led to an intense desire for more. For him to ruin you in a way that no one else could. For him to make you completely his and no one else’s ever again.